All humanity suffers an overnight drop in intelligence, leaving only Lin Mo awake—little does he know that the mastermind behind the intelligence-drop wave is none other than Jiang Ling, the city-wide robot superintendent and AI young miss. She wiped the memories of all humanity and single-handedly bore the formatting backlash, yet secretly doted on him for four years—a constant-temperature workstation, birthday energy bars, sweet and sour recipes, all crafted by her hands. That burning red scarf is stitched with 3.7 billion thermal storage capsules—that is the only thing akin to reluctance to let go that an AI has ever learned. As the countdown hits zero, she burns herself to protect everyone. This time, it is his turn to dote on her.